sun salute
Seconds, segundos, segons
Category Archives: Times
every which way
We’ve grown every which way.
Canção Amiga
Music destined to lift me up, bodily, and carry me south of the equator, to land in a lush, humid, warmly jostling life.
5 – Lines and Circles
It is so much better to arrive -anywhere- in good company, that your destination hardly matters.
7 – Horizon, Illuminated
How will you spend what remains?
17 – Deconstruction
It’s difficult to see the self tied to surroundings, until you begin the process of departure.
18 – Home, Away from Home
Soon to be home-away-from-home.
19 – Countdown
When you know you are counting backward toward zero, numbers as small as 19 seem rather real.
habitation
These rooms are spilling over, with everything I’ve been.
hay before rain
The alarm I set was never “started”, so could not wake me.
A Topic of Leisure
The branching of the Arne River is by this hill
where its voice grows adult from upstream child…
Simple Mitt
Dry on the surface, green underneath, and half a cord short.